Summary: After her bachelorette party, Riley and Bastien have one last fling in Las Vegas.
After everyone had gone back to their rooms, Riley called Bastien. Since Drake had given her permission to have one last fling, she wasn’t about to miss this opportunity.
Bastien picked up the phone. “Riley? Is everything all right?”
“Yes. Could you come to my room? I’ll explain when you get here.”
“I’m on my way.”
A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door. Riley opened it, and Bastien stood before her. “Come on in,” she said to him.
Bastien walked in. “What did you wish to see me about?”
Riley grinned. “Drake said I could have one last fling tonight.”
Bastien’s eyes widened. “What?”
“Really, he’s OK with it. So I couldn’t pass up this opportunity.” She stepped closer to him, then reached out and touched his arm. “Wouldn’t you like to sleep with me one more time?”
Bastien looked into her eyes. “Yes,” he said quietly.
Riley leaned in and kissed him passionately. Bastien wrapped his arms around her, then picked her up and carried her to the bed. He set her down gently, then took off her high-heeled shoes. He reached behind her and unzipped her dress, then pulled it over her head.
Riley stretched out her arms and removed his jacket, then loosened his tie and tugged it off. She eagerly undid the buttons on his shirt, then pushed back the sides until it fell onto the floor. She rubbed his chest while planting kisses along his neck.
Bastien unhooked her bra, then leaned in and kissed her passionately as he slipped it off. His hands moved down her body, caressing her breasts, then stroking her thighs. He lowered his head and began sucking her left breast. Riley felt her nipple harden from the pleasure. As he moved his head to her right breast, he slid down her underpants, then rubbed her clit and inserted a finger inside her.
Riley unzipped Bastien’s pants and yanked them down. Bastien kicked off his shoes as his pants slid down around his ankles, and he stepped out of them. Riley pulled off Bastien’s boxers, then grabbed his cock and began to stroke it. She guided it towards her mouth and flicked her tongue over the head, then took it in and began to suck him hard. She could feel his cock grow stiffer as she moved her mouth back and forth over it.
Bastien put his hands on her hips and shifted her position on the bed, then put his head between her legs and hungrily began eating her pussy. She felt the heat rising within her as he sucked on her clit. He knew just how to make her feel good. As she became more excited, her desire for him grew stronger.
She pulled back and raised her head, then turned to Bastien. He lifted up his head, and she looked into his eyes. “Fuck me now. Please.”
He took her into his arms, lay her down and positioned himself over her, then thrust himself inside her. She wrapped her legs around him, grabbed his ass and began to move her hips. She clung to him desperately, wanting him as deep within her as possible. After tonight, whatever was between them would have to come to an end. Her need grew stronger, and she moved against him more rapidly. He rammed his cock in and out of her, harder and harder. Waves of pleasure coursed through her and finally came crashing down.
“Oh God, Bastien!” Riley screamed.
As she came, her muscles tightened around Bastien’s cock. He groaned loudly as he spilled his seed into her. His body relaxed, and he pulled her close, kissing her deeply.
As she lay in his arms, he stroked her hair and looked into her eyes. “Riley, why did you want to do this?”
“Well, Drake said it was all right, so I figured, why not?” she explained.
“So it was just one last fling? A night of fun?”
“Of course. What else would it be?” As she looked at Bastien, she thought she could see hurt in his eyes. They had never talked about having a real relationship. He had never given her any indication that he wanted anything more than casual sexual encounters. “Bastien, are you OK?”
Bastien nodded. “I just wanted to be sure.”
“We never had any expectations. I didn’t think you wanted anything more. Was I wrong?” Riley gazed at him intently, wondering what he really felt.
Bastien took a deep breath. “Just as we were getting close, you got engaged to Drake. I tried to put my feelings aside. I want you to be happy. I want Drake to be happy. But I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you. It’s been so long since I felt anything real for someone. A long time ago, just before I became a guard, my ex broke my heart. I never wanted to feel like that again, so I never let anyone get too close to me, until you.” He gently stroked her cheek and looked at her tenderly. “Riley, I love you. I know you’re getting married. I don’t expect anything to change, but since you asked, I had to be honest.”
Riley stared at him, stunned. “I…I don’t know what to say.”
“You don’t have to say anything,” he assured her. “I wish you and Drake all the best. Is he adjusting to the idea of being a duke?”
Riley thought back to the conversation she and Bastien had after the last time they had been intimate, when she had confided in him about Drake’s discomfort with the nobility. “I don’t think his feelings have really changed. And when we got to Lykelia and saw our new home, he said it was excessive.”
“I see.” He stood up and began to retrieve his clothes. “I should go. It’s late, and I’d better get back to my own room.” Once he was dressed, he sat down on the bed, pulled Riley to him, and kissed her deeply. “Just be sure of what you want. And whatever that is, I’ll always be here if you need me. Good night.”
“Good night, Bastien.” She watched him slip out the door, then lay back in her bed, feeling overwhelmed. Bastien was in love with her. She hadn’t expected that. But deep down, she had to admit that she felt something for him too. She wasn’t sure how to label her feelings, since she had been trying so hard not to acknowledge them. With her wedding approaching, she would have to deal with them, one way or another.